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1.
Can’t live in the moment Thas why I live in the potions My brain the best when slowest The pussy just a bonus I heard the prettiest pearls in abyss of oceans I’m tired of eatin fish that’s sit within the cripest surface Used to hold my kin when they was foldin Now my kin erodin Everyone appear opponent once upon a time I was not tryna find fights in every living moment Move like, I know the bag is in the quotients Im restless, body can’t keep up with my brains pace Pollo trotting triple digi can’t keep up with my namesake Can’t keep up when the flame fake Still paralyzed from game day Niggas scared to put life on line But they still whine for the same pay This bad blood might mame me No forgiveness our common ground Me and enemies got the same hate Only thing that I know aint fake If you would really kill me I respect it Nothing worse than cowardice when tongue behind it reckless
2.
GYK 02:53
Keep it real, it’s a lot of things that could get you killed X2 In the crib, dolo gettin lit, polo gettin hit I’m with my bitch I can’t trust big big Cause these niggas bitch Cross my back, like my old friend None my niggas snitched Had me lit, all them niggas switched Every nigga switch Only prove, ima 1 of 1, in the only one On my cock, at the mountain I’m the lonely one I miss teen, i was young and dumb, I was jus tryna cum I miss teen, Thas my brother blood, like my momma son Yea, give no fuck give no fuck give no fuck fuck X2 i can’t lie, finna duck, to stay alive yea i can’t lie, finna duck, I can’t die yet Keep it real, it’s a lot of things that could get you killed X2 Reckless livin I might get myself killed yea On the road switching lanes need a fill yea Can’t sit still, i love fightin with my wife I know that ain’t nothing wrong I’m jus lookin for a gripe I’ve made mistakes that I can’t take back Yea I hate that Lost some best friends over other lost friends Perrin forward tryna see when loss ends Perrin forward tryna see what cost lends I don’t want anything that I have And everything I need feels so fuckin out of reach Fingers keep contort as I’m still tryna grab My biggest passion starting to feel like larger feat I hate when niggas leach I hate when niggas ask for plates but they too fuckin scared to eat Don’t no one keep shit 100 let alone keep it a mil Punching walls in apartment haven’t yet learned how to deal It’s a lotta things that could get you killed Keep it real, it’s a lot of things that could get you killed X2
3.
Fate 03:03
Silver sutures shoot for second First is for the future These bitches pretty but I’m cuter You can’t shoot the shooter I’m at hooters for the wings I see titties everyday I can get em any way Theydies love my pretty face Pills pass in this little plastic Ima little spastic All my albums 10 toes down nigga I don’t make no brittle classics This is the in the bag shit Double up my dashboard V6 pass more Face card passport Yea titties is necessity but I still like ass more Cards in this pigskin Cashmere cashmore Me and writers block back inside the octagon Feel like octomom, niggas is my sons Stealing swag again, they know that I’m the one Ain’t nobody did horny like me yet Cause they don’t live it like I live it nigga 3somes 4some five feelin different nigha Getting what I’m giving nigga Not a single instance nigga I do not believe in most of my peers Niggas ain’t gave me a reason to how you still in the same place after whole five years That single playlist placement don’t make you A-list Yea I’m hatin, I pocket watch too Frustrated with myself but still glad that I’m not you Glad I’m not you Don’t succumb to the plight Frustrated nights when I can’t get the mix right Lay in bed stare at ceiling I got blank eyes My wife think I’m mad at her turn her head n cry Women be crying that shit is crazy That shit look exhausting I don’t cry cause I’m lazy I’m a man invincible notes to the author Autobiographies is all I got to offer Early Times talker too broke for jonnie Walker Whiskey or da wine cause i drank all my Bacardi 21 in quarantine I ain’t get to party I remember this tall nigha in middle school who wore Ed hardy That niggas in the nhl now Funny how when u a kid u can tell how Some nighas meant to achieve And some niggas born to disappear into the breeze Not everyone can be great I believe in fate
4.
11 Mile 01:48
See me ^at the Pity party cant stop dancing in this bitch Frustrated with my peers catch me rantin in this bitch Lost some people who immoral said they cant be in this bitch Caught a lotta men slipping like Chris Hansen in this bitch I been running so long see me panting in this bitch Them shadows like usain if you give me power Forget to love find a new hate every hour I don’t respect two types of folk, rapists and cowards Monster mashing in September with remembrance of a death A death that didn’t happen but would’ve been on my hands Wouldn’t that put that on my mans And Wouldn’t put that on no foe Put that shit inside my conscious said I’d never love no hoe Agaaain Heart don’t break it just bend n shit Deal with it different two stepping with my pen n shit My life just started I ain’t even passed go so I can’t end the shit Hit FL surfing through the sends n shit That’s for all my producers nigga That’s my heaven man heavensent bredrin piles Used to eat stoeffers Southfield apartment on 11 mile Back when I was fucking with that girl off of seven mile I wonder if she doin good I wonder if she out the hood
5.
Climate chains They gone make the climate change Yo bih like my diamond rings I aint got no diamond rings Dance with duffles I copped a couple Triple double when it come to duffy Freshman year no car on campus Had to hustle pills off the huffy Gotta do what you gotta do When you down bad n your bank is nothing Bloodshed before i ever lose You either take a risk or you stay on rookie I’m sellin pills in the battlefield Finna put steal on a tattle tale Feds done slid so I had to peel Biggest scare I could had for real When the day comes that I’m clapping 12 I wonder how my dad’ll feel Tired of old whips with the rattle wheel I wonder how that jag’ll feel British milf with the bag appeal Cougars bih with the jag appeal Rob Apollo been gettin branded I’m startin feel how the cattle feel Inna Macy’s store, finaglin, givenchy diamonds fix how I feel All of my niggas know how to steal None of my niggas know how to heal Paaaiin in my chest haaate in my heart yea yea Aim for the rest, paaaidd from the start Yea yea I got a JR with a AR For the niggas thinking that they hard I Think you niggas got State Farm Cause you be safe where the Jakes are No hands I’ll fuck his face card Send him and 12 to the graveyard My nigs had nothing given, we wanted shit we had to take ours 02 Honda Civic, we gone treat this bitch like a race car Yall claim first winnins, but you really just in the pace car Climate chains They gone make the climate change Yo bih like my diamond rings I aint got no diamond rings
6.
If I got smoke with Smokey go and spar with bear Hoes in my head I got scars in my Scarlett hair I got hella love for my home because I started there Still anxious to go cause I was starving there Im not sure if I’ve grown like them clothes fit It wasn’t hoes shit switched when my bro’s split Mindset stuck in escrow when the code switched Scales shown, old souls made my nose twitch Yea, yea, I’m in the ocean Only island I could climb was in devotion Only solace I could find was in the potion I can’t sit still addicted to the motion Yea addicted to the motion This shit so ^crazy I can’t lie I want split Ima die cause of this Ima split Lil sister mean as hell just like me, I’m so proud of her Homebound starin at my C, I got a lot of hurt Tryna talk it out in therapy, I got a lot to purge But I can’t hear nothing, just a lot of words Yea, I been anxious and exhausted Anything to cope I’m turnin borderline agnostic My baby love me daily even tho I be obnoxious I wish she was here with me I’m fighting while I’m blinded Bedroom at my mommas, it got clutches on my conscience nightmare full of reminders hella pain in my pajamas Used to rain hate and drama here before I was in college It’s time face what I was scared to acknowledge This shit so ^crazy I can’t lie I want split Ima die cause of this Ima split I relive all the pain when I’m back home I relive everything when I’m back home After all this shit feelin blessed is tough Took alot of my faith i hope the rest enough Yea, I hope they left enough You take hope from a nigga all he’s left is stuck Is looking out for yourself really treason Disregarded disrespected every word that I spoke was beaten Who wouldn’tve did what I did if that’s how they was treated All them empty claims you can go and keep it/ Niggas love to make they bed and then bitch about it Yea, I ain’t do shit about it You wanted my opinion gone so bad now it’s gone and it seems like you ain’t shit without it/ At least that’s what I’m tellin myself Healing sadness with anger I’ve made hell for myself Left with nothing but spite im a shell of myself Reminisce the better times at the shell on the belt/ Before assaults made like niggas couldn’t tell how I felt Burns left from old friends and the words that they said Spewing bullshit about me without no consequence Lies spread and disrespect still sit in my head/ How you push me to leave, then get mad when I leave Sayin that ima traitor when I gave everything I ain’t quit on no team, there was never no team Niggas hated eachother Nd they fasho hated me/ I’ve learned that the worst hate comes from losses of love I already lost club thought that loss was enough Now I cant even talk to kaio without bringing it up Spend hours reminiscing all the losses and dubs But making us feel regretful is all that it does Yea, old boy old boy yea OldBoy I just wanna forget Cause these wounds too deep I can’t heal from this shit
7.
Perfect my vision the year that my fear in 2 thousand 20 been clearing My body is full of these spirits that speak to my spirit im stearin away from my love and my merit I’m lost, I pray for nights I start tearin That stream is forgiving yourself for your feelings Can’t forgive self for like none of my feelings The reason im four years behind on my healin I look in the mirror, I don’t see regret I see a nigga who cannot move on from shit Fuck forgive and fuck forget I’d be better off if I never met that b— Difficult sitch Say the wrong words its a digital ditch I’m missin my miss Her and these songs keep me slipping from this I skip in this mist Dip in abyss for a feeling of hemi Stevie my vision I’m speedin to jenis Don’t harvest the harm, the meetins to mend me Its lov-in the shots needed to calm the yelling Whose tug-gin done got me when damage too heavy Too much lust for thotties who land you in jelly Move up in this hottie im landim too deadly Identity’s a popularity contest I’m in seventh place Perfect resume at heavens gates, still denied a place My veil too transparent, through the silk they saw a hellish face Born in prison, dellin hate Phallus forges felons fait I’m jealous wait, I’m privileged more
8.
Distractions 02:28
Wake up anxious, go to bed depressed hit reset, then I do that shit again Finna do that shit again yea Finna do that shit again I’m 21 n broke shit how you think that feel Hella years n no smoke it’s a broken deal Hella years from that hoe and I still ain’t healed And if I’m being frank, I’m not sure I ever will Alcohol abuse on the rise I been drunk four nights in a row Niggah I miss home nigga I wanna be alone nigga I miss bein alone My favorite place to be is sitting in my car alone You never really all alone when you share a home I can’t think with these distractions that are all around I love you baby but I can’t think when you come around I ain’t mad at you babygirl I’m frustrated Cause you need a lot my time and I hate patience I love you like the most but I like freedom too But when I bring it up you think I mean wanna be free from you That ain’t quite the truth I can’t fight with you I’m tired of causin hurt And I’m way too scared to put me first I can’t put me first My favorite place to be is sitting in my car alone You never really all alone when you share a home I can’t think with these distractions that are all around I love you baby but I can’t think when you come around Hyper focused on what I can do for you How I can help, how I can serve n what’s the right words I can never turn my back if you look scared I can never turn my back on you
9.
Ferndale v2 03:25
Ima douche bag, and when you fell in love wit me girl you knew that Try my hardest never change its really too bad I still love you more than anything that you had That you had Ima wife ima thot ima lot of things Still broke we gone see what that comma brings I hope I don’t change but I can’t promise things I got a lot of range I hope I don’t fuck this up from what the drama brings I done came a long way from the Obama days When I used to see my family on holidays Recording songs in the basement get the ramen ate When I had friends who I’d never hate Feelings that I used to feel Question if I ever healed Readin old songs that I wrote when I was seventeen So unsettling I remember nights that was heavenly I guess the strongest memories of better things Civic slidin down on 9 mile Them nights turned me to the person I am right now Most my hate for old friends come out of spite now Tongue bloody from the times that I bite down Damn near bit that mothafucka off When you don’t hold your own cards you can’t mothafuckin talk Yea, One move and it’s a bluff I can’t do that I hate when talk tough and they can’t back it up My bitch worried she ain’t bad enough I should stop talkin other girls when she’s had it rough She break down again I’m worried I ain’t sad enough Headaches I guess I’ve had enough I seen so many tears from lovers it ain’t nothin no mo I seen so many open wounds I can’t duck em no I seen so many close to tombs I can’t tuck em no mo I seen so many open wombs I can’t fuck em no i don’t fuck after show, get the cash and my coat Duck em fast never slow, I’m an ass and I know Always mad for no reason, my baby calmin me down Still love pussy from insta, shit it’s callin me now Ima douche bag, and when you fell in love wit me girl you knew that Try my hardest never change its really too bad I still love you more than anything that you had That you had
10.
Blame 02:18
I can’t change who I am would if I could Hate that I choose jealous when the shove come to push Hate that I choose anger over sadness when I shouldn’t Look me in the eyes and say what you did you couldn’t I judge people like I run the central bookin Someone that needed me I used to be lookin Then when I took it dat shit fucked my whole shit up I could barely get up, I couldn’t even take blame I could not take shame, it’s so easy place blame all on another person It’s so easy to blame them for all your hurtin I’m sorry that I said I’d always be there when I wouldn’t I might fuck around and mail elina her ring back Fist well up from good memories it bring back Fist well up from bad memories it bring back Every time I try to make shit better it’s a dead end The ones I hate the most still love my best friend Maybe that nigga hates me the same as them Dat shit make me scared to even try to talk to him Maybe chances slim, maybe chances great Maybe this is fate maybe this is what it take No matter how many times I try to forgive Or forget, I cannot let blood let Still remember blood shed Still remember same team I could never forget summer 2018 Back when I was nineteen And it still felt like love even with the fighting Lotta blood lost a lot still there Swear I don’t but I know that I still care
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19 (Demo) 02:20
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Catalpa 02:05

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released February 25, 2021

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ROB APOLLO St. Louis, Missouri

Alternative Rap, releasing under two names

"Rob Apollo" for digital debauchery

"Saint Hades" for unpolished self reflection.

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